My mother was from Antigua, a small island in the Caribbean. She used to say her greatest find was my father, this crazy white shell who washed up on the beach one day. She said if you put your ear up to him you could hear traffic and car horns and people from Boston talking funny. She said they were made for each other like the wind and the sea. Opposites, but unable to be apart. –Hugh Howey, The Shell Collector

Fiction Writing Prompt: Write a story where the conflict derives from an attraction of opposites.

Journaling Prompt: Write about a relationship you’re in with someone who is very different from you.

Art Prompt: Opposites

Non-Fiction / Speechwriting Prompt: Tell your audience why we are attracted to people who are different than we are.

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